Bill Powell
Wed, Oct 10, 2007
“The island upon which New York stands was bought from the Indians for the value of twenty-four dollars by Peter Minuits in 1626. Yet, if the purchaser had put his twenty-four dollars at interest, where he could have added it to the principal at the rate of seven per cent., the accumulation would now exceed the total value of the entire city and county of New York.”
Bill Powell
Thu, Sep 6, 2007
What is Distributism? So many definitions have been given that the question ought to be a party game, and I myself have been guilty. But I’ve just found that Chesterton published a marvelously succinct definition himself in the pages of his own newspaper.
Bill Powell
Tue, Jul 31, 2007
Boswell seems to have been somehow an adoring fan, drinking buddy, conversational contender, and needy friend all rolled into one. After taking his part in years and years and pages and pages of linguistic fireworks at Johnson’s side, we find a sudden attack of the teenage girl.
Bill Powell
Sat, Apr 21, 2007
The similarity to Seuss floored me. I dimly realized there might be a whole heritage of epic comic verse lurking out there. Yet even this epiphany was eclipsed as the Glugs suddenly turned horribly familiar.
Bill Powell
Sat, Mar 31, 2007
"Curtis White: “What the environmental movement is not very good at is acknowledging that something in the very fabric of our daily life is deeply anti-nature as well as anti-human…Perhaps the most powerful way in which we conspire against ourselves is the simple fact that we have jobs.” "
Bill Powell
Tue, Jan 9, 2007
"What? Don’t tell me you haven’t been celebrating this whole time? Must be one of our best-kept secrets: the Christmas season. "
Bill Powell
Fri, Aug 11, 2006
She orders the vanquished to tear down their city walls, imposes taxes–and claims to be a democracy.
Bill Powell
Sat, May 13, 2006
Except I have to call it verse. The word poetry has somehow been permanently fused with whiny guys with 70s-style straight hair.
Bill Powell
Thu, Dec 22, 2005
The passion behind all his work was joy, and the final touch of exaggeration is the absolute necessity of the great literature of joy.
Bill Powell
Sat, Dec 11, 2004
So back when women were oppressed, we guys had to open the door for any one of them. Now, we only do it if she’s our boss or we’re selling her something.
